Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Feeder

I'm gettin' now
I gotta pry these vices off me that just me down
So let the gauge
I fill the of my kitchen sink with scotch
the glass out, do my dishes, sweep my spot
I was glossy-eyed smokin on my canopy
But nowadays all I really need is my
I found solace, I found a gal that bite
My heartbeats the sound of calliope pipes
wanna be my dad's senile son
But my momma's death taught me how to my lungs
You see, nothing cleanses me a three mile run
It'll help me untangle every dream I've

I am at my new front door
I made a bird feeder beer bottles lying on the floor
I am at my new front door
And I am not about to bite another poisonous apple
I am a figure, a father of sorts
in no time to keep my fuse short
Still I'm, I'm right
If they don't love me, fuck 'em
I haven't changed, got sick of being what I wasn't

I will be confined by a
And ain't a mantra
I just think healthy for me to wander
Throught the haze
The towns and promenades
Where penpushers choke down their marmalade
Engineers of romance,
Avenue performers, balloon twisting
Multi-colored pill-shoveling slimeball shady pool
Discharge outta their car mufflers
My town still breeds and wild foxes
My life is scattered all around the house in brown
I am an human, I am a man
That's suspicious of God's plan, you understand.

I am lookin' at my new front
I made a bird feeder beer bottles lying on the floor
I am lookin at my new front
And I am not about to bite poisonous apple core
I am a figure, a father of sorts
Responsible in no time to keep my fuse
Still I'm, I'm here
If they don't love me, fuck 'em
I haven't changed, just got of being what I wasn't

I understood suicide better ever
But it ain't for me, it's not my cup of tea
I accept the challenge that my are presenting though
means being patient with a six-year old
That means I admit when I'm or we don't make love
And just because we break down doesn't we break up
And yeah, we got problems, so what
We share a love so robust
(bring the in)
I'm gonna follow archaic guidlines
Have a family, stay healthy through my
I'm talkin' oxygen, blood flow, practice
I for a therapeutic tracklist
My dad is 66-years old, he three miles every other day
What can I say?
But these are the golden years,
I loved my 20's but I would not do again
Let's begin, it

I am lookin' at my new front
I made a bird feeder outta beer bottles lying on the
I am lookin at my new front
And I am not about to another poisonous apple core
I am a figure, a father figure of
Responsible in no to keep my fuse short
Still I'm, I'm here
If they don't wanna me, fuck 'em
I changed, just got sick of being what I wasn't